A quarter of an hour later, Ying Zheng finally came back to his senses. Looking around at the altar that was obviously filled with water, he hurriedly shouted,""Gentleman Qin, that's enough. There's enough rain!”
If you add more, it's not good for farming!”
Qin Yun nodded indifferently.""Good."
Thankfully, the duration of the sun rain was usually very short. This gave Qin Yun room to maneuver.
Qin Yun looked up and observed the astronomical phenomena before pointing at the three animals tied to the incense table.
"Brother Zheng, slaughter the three animals and offer them to the four Celestial Emperors!”
"This time, I have troubled the heavens.”
Ying Zheng's heart shook.
Usually, when offering sacrifices, they would first send all kinds of sacrifices and then hope for the heavens to bestow grace. However, only one in a hundred would succeed.
Unlike Qin Yun, who had placed himself above immortals and gods in his prayers.
He even directly said,'Those who dare to refuse will be punished severely!'
Moreover, the offerings were only sent after the rain.
This didn't seem like a sacrifice to an immortal god at all. Instead, it seemed like…the superior was assigning tasks to his subordinates. If the subordinates completed them well, the superior would reward them generously?
And yet, this ritual had succeeded!
With this in mind, Ying Zheng's gaze at Qin Yun turned even more fiery.
Who exactly was this person?
Taking a deep breath, Ying Zheng collected his complicated thoughts, bowed and cupped his hands seriously,""That's how it should be."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ying Zheng immediately pulled out a dagger from his sleeve and stabbed it into Yellow Ox's neck.
Ying Zheng was tall and strong. He practiced martial arts every day and often offered sacrifices to heaven and earth. Therefore, it only took him a moment to finish slaughtering all three animals.
After cutting off the heads and organs of the three animals and placing them on the incense table, Ying Zheng wiped the blood off his hands and looked at Qin Yun.
"Gentleman Qin, what else do you need?”
Qin Yun was dumbfounded.
Aren't you a businessman?
Why was he so skilled at killing cows and sheep?
Qin Yun had originally planned to stall for time in the name of offering sacrifices, but Ying Zheng's efficiency made all his plans fail.
Despite feeling helpless, Qin Yun maintained a calm expression.""Next, leave it to me."
With that said, Qin Yun picked up the earthen jar that contained the millet and walked to the north of the altar. With complicated steps, he sprinkled the millet onto the ground to form a pattern that he could not understand.
Following that, Qin Yun scattered the millet, wheat, and other grains in the five directions of the altar. Finally, he managed to buy enough time.
"Phew!"
After calculating the time, Qin Yun returned to the center of the altar. He mimicked the old man's Taiji Sword stance in his previous life as he brandished his sword while shouting loudly.
"In the five lakes and four seas, water is the most important.”
"Four emperors and six dragons, light up and wind down.”
"Thunder God, stop hammering, disperse the clouds and stop the rain.”
Qin Yun's voice suddenly became louder as he shouted sternly.
"Those who dare to disobey will not be tolerated!”
"Urgent!"
"Rumble ~"
Another thunderclap suddenly exploded, scaring Wang Wan and the others.
Lightning Axe Intolerance?
If the previous prayer was impolite, then this prayer was a direct threat!
Now that lightning had descended from the heavens, could it be that the heavens were furious?
However, just as they were still in fear, they realized that the rain from the sky had become sparse.
"Is the rain getting lighter?"
Stretching out his hand, he felt the firm voice of Ying Zheng, the ""The rain has lightened!"
After a while, the torrential rain that was just like a downpour actually completely dissipated!
Ying Zheng looked up at Qin Yun's figure as his heart burned with passion.
Genius, this was definitely a genius!
He could actually summon the clouds and rain, and make the sky rain and clear up!
"I searched for more than twenty years and finally found this person.”
"Could it be that the four Heavenly Emperors have finally acknowledged my achievements and sent this person to help me live forever?”
Ying Zheng's mind was buzzing, and the joy on his face could not be hidden at all.
In the center of the altar, Qin Yun retracted his peach wood sword and grunted softly.
"Clean it up!"
With that said, Qin Yun's drenched clothes began to dry at a visible rate. His hair, which had been stuck together by the rain, began to flutter once again.
Qin Yun lowered his head to check his image and nodded in satisfaction.
"With this skill, why would I need a hairdryer?”
Retracting his smile and putting on a solemn expression, Qin Yun slowly walked in front of Ying Zheng.
"I, Qin, didn't fail you."
Ying Zheng raised his head in the direction of the voice, and then his eyes narrowed.
Everyone present had become drenched in the torrential rain. Only Qin Yun was still dressed in clean clothes and had an immortal aura floating in the air.
How could an ordinary person do this?
Qin Yun frowned slightly when he saw this."Brother Zheng's fate line is obscure. It looks like he is about to fall seriously ill. This…Forget it.”
Ying Zheng was slightly startled. Was he going to fall seriously ill?
Without giving Ying Zheng a chance to speak, Qin Yun forced a smile.""Brother Zheng and this Qin are fated. How can this Qin watch Brother Zheng fall ill for no reason?”
With that said, Qin Yun took out his feather fan and tapped it at Ying Zheng as he chanted silently.
"Clean it up!"
Immediately, Ying Zheng felt his clothes begin to dry up. When he lowered his head to take a look, he was shocked to find that his clothes, which were drenched just now, had become as clean as new!
Ying Zheng couldn't hold it in any longer, and shouted in a low voice,""It's really a divine technique!"
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